After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

As expected.

Jolie lowered her gaze slightly. Her pale face carried a fragile determination as she sat at the edge of the dining table. Her slender frame looked too weak to resist, yet the defiance in her eyes told another story. She couldn't escape.

But she wasn't willing to give in.

"I won't break up with him," she said, raising her eyes with a clear and unwavering resolve.

Terence let out a cold laugh. "Well, you've got guts. You really are my daughter. Let's see how long your resolve lasts!"

With that, he abruptly stood and stormed out of the dining room.

Daisy frowned at Jolie. "Jolie, why are you so stubborn? Ian Wheeler isn't the right person for you. Why won't you listen to us? Do you really think we'd harm you?" Jolie replied calmly, "Is what's 'right' always the best?"

"Of course," Daisy said firmly. "If someone fits in every way, that's what's best."

"I don't agree," Jolie said softly, her gaze dropping as she rejected her mother's words.

"You're being too narrow-minded," Daisy sighed in frustration. "One day, you'll understand that everything we're doing is for your own good."

Jolie didn't respond further and began eating, though there was no life to her actions. She looked like a lifeless robot, her spirit dulled and devoid of any vibrancy.

...

discharged, Jackie immediately passed the news to

it, only

he

he hoping for a message from

that night, she had

past month, he

received updates about

always warm-hearted, seemed to have sensed his thoughts and took it upon herself

each day, how her injury was healing, whether she was resting well, how long she watched TV, how

living image of Jolie appeared right in front of

had assumed that since they weren't together, time would

with each passing day. To see her. To hold her. To kiss her.

and more uncontrollable with

She had rejected him. She had her principles, and he

another part of him argued what was wrong

her, he should have

was worthless and unfit for her.

internal conflict, Gavin

which had been spinning a pen between

a brief

his phone and dialed